I Don’t Know. After The Downstairs, I

You Really Do Hate Me, Don't You? I Mean, Destroying Someone's Ice-cream Cone? That's Vicious." Her Cheeks Reddened. "i Didn't See You There. Honestly." She Wiped At His Shirt More Frantically, As If She Could Prevent It From Staining If She Rubbed Hard Enough. "oh, Now I See Your Plan, And It's Far More Devious Than I Thought." Daniel Smirked. "you Were Looking For An Excuse To Grope Me.

When I Said It Aloud, It Sounded Terribly Creepy, Which Is Why I Had Said It Aloud.

As I Drifted Off To Sleep, I Could Hear Him Breathing, And That Definitely Helped Me Relax.

All The Stereotypical ‘dude’ Geeky Things I Like Are Socially Acceptable, And All The Stereotypical ‘lady’ Geeky Things I Like Are Frowned Upon….

You Knew That She Wanted Me To Marry Somebody Else,and You Never Told Me?" He Appeared Confused By My Reaction. "it Wasn't My Place." "maybe It Wasn't Your Place As A Tracker, But As The Guy Making Out With Me In This Bed, Yeah,i Think It Was Your Place To Tell Me That I'm Supposed To Marry Someone Else.